Originally posted by binka_nugget
I'm okay with talking about it now. I was never diagnosed or anything by anyone because I never went to get help. It got to the point where I almost took my own life. I decided not to because I have the best friends in the world who cared . I still have my moments but I'm not nearly as bad as I was before.
I have pretty mucht the same case, I have my good and bad days, I'm fine with talking about it. Theres some days though, it's just like I want my world to end, nothing is going right.

My mom takes Zoloft, she has for the past few years I think, I remember she was just always tired and sick, I think work really stressed her out and it just got worse.